Soulfire by White Luna

I. Fire

A/n: I don't know how to do drabbbles... I wanted to try D: ...Funfun. This story is dedicated to one of my favorite authors, Ethereal Crescent. Your wonderful stories inspired me and became my muse. Please enjoy :)

I. Fire

She should tear it all down.

It worked her from the inside-out, beginning with an unholy desire she couldn't fathom anymore than she could rationalize it.

Why bother?

It didn't change that she was riding him with wild abandon, her juices flowing out from where they joined as one. Tossing her head back, sweat dripped down her neck with exertion. Her bottom smacked against his thighs as she rose and fell, digging her nails into a collarbone as solid as a steel wall.

And those eyes.

...Those eyes scorched her veins, electrifying her every touch with need.

...She needed more.

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